Tuning: Standard (A D G C E E)
A Abm F#m E
For once, there is nothing up my sleeve
A Abm F#m E
Just some scars from a life that used trouble me
A Abm F#m E
I used to run at first sight of the sun
A E F#m E
Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up
A Abm F#m E
The city outside still sounds like it's on fire
A Abm
You put on new sheets
F# E
The white flag of a Saturday night
A Abm F# E
I know we stayed up talking in circles
A Abm
But I like to think the symmetry
F# E
Will keep me close to you
A Abm F# E
For everyone, I'm out to pull wrong, you keep the light on
A Abm F# E
The only one, you now me better than the truth
A Abm F# E
So despite what I've done I pray to God that we can move on
A Abm F# E
Cause thus far you are the best thing that this life is yet to lose
A Abm F# E
And, for once there is nothing up my sleeve
A Abm F# E
Just some scars from a life that used to trouble me
A Abm F# E
I used to run at first sight of the sun
A Abm F#m E
Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up
A Abm F#m E
I lay here waiting for you to wake up
A Abm F# E
So if you gonna leave, if you gonna go
A Abm F# E
I can't bare to sleep without you in my arms
A Abm F# E
I know we got caught up slipping through a crowd of people and losers
A Abm
But you must not let them take you
F# E
They don't know you like I do
A Abm F#m E
For once, there is nothing up my sleeve
A Abm F#m E
Just some scars from a life that used trouble me
A Abm F#m E
I used to run at first sight of the sun
A E F#m E
Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up
A E F#m E
I lay here waiting for you to wake up
A Abm F#m E
Do you remember when we stayed up till the sun stretched through the room
A Abm F#m E
I used to blame it on the queens walking down 7th Avenue
A Abm
It’s been years now since we moved
F#m E
I’ve gotten through with an excuse
A Abm
You know I try not to speak superlatives
F#m E
But it's impossible to you
(instrumental, so just repeat the chorus chords)
A Abm F#m E
The city outside is nothing but a flicker now
A Abm F#m E
You see our friends to bed, you turn out the lights
A Abm F#m E
I start to think you'll make a beautiful mother, I
A Abm F#m E
I like to think I have everything I want from this life.